Solo los niños saben lo que buscan - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

True love begins when nothing is looked for in return.

Old friends cannot be created out of hand. Nothing can match the treasure of common memories, of trials endured together, of quarrels and reconciliations and generous emotions. It is idle, having planted an acorn in the morning, to expect that afternoon to sit in the shade of the oak.

Y cuando te hayas consolado (uno siempre termina por consolarse) te alegrarás de haberme conocido